Some bats aren't blind (Batman X Reader) [female reader]

The paint keeps getting thicker

I suddenly dropped my paint brush once I heard the news, splattering red paint all over the freshly painted floor.

"BREAKING NEWS!! THOMAS AND MARTHA WAYNE FOUND DEAD IN GOTHAM ALLEYWAY AFTER OPERA PERFORMANCE!!!"

  I immediately jumped off the ladder and ran to the study. "MARY!!! RICHARD!!!" I stopped in the doorway gripping the wood so I wouldn't lose my balance. "Turn.. *inhale* on the *exhale* news." I fall to my knees to try and catch my breath. Mary and Richard both look at me with  concerned looks but obey my orders.

"Martha and Thomas Wayne found dead behind Park Row Theater, Bruce Wayne now orphaned."

  Richard and Mary both look up from the TV to face me but instead of seeing me they see my unconscious body fall on the cold mahogany floor.

     "Oh good you're awake. You've been out for almost a week." The unfamiliar woman shuffled around a random assortment of things to my left. I slowly opened my eyes to reveal I was in a hospital room. I look over towards the noise to see a beautiful bouquet of roses that the nurse was fiddling with. I look up and notice that my hospital room was filled to the brim with flowers, plushies, cards and sweets. "Who are these all from?" I picked up a box of Caramello's on the bedside table to my right. On top was a note, "We hope you wake up soon! Love you-Richard". I notice today's paper was on my bedside table as well, with the front headline being "THE TOP TWO RICHEST FAMILIES IN GOTHAM KILLED LEAVING THEIR CHILDREN ORPHANED! KILLER FOUND!". I didn't even want to bother reading it, I couldn't bare to think about that night again. But, I pick it up anyway and flipped to the crossword puzzles and word scrambles, because that's all the news paper is good for anyway.

        I was filling out one of the cross words as Richard walks in. "Oh yes Ms. Y/n you're finally awake. You had me worried sick, Mary too." He took off his hat and pulled a chair towards my bed. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to worry you. The nurse said I fainted due to stress, dehydration, lack of sleep, and lack of nutrients." Richard scoffed as I laughed. "I told you, you shouldn't eat fast food so much but you insist on getting McDonald's almost every night." We both laughed. He's got a point though. "I guess so, I'll try to eat more home cooked meals from now on." We made eye contact and both smiled, thankful I'm wasn't seriously hurt. He put his hand on my leg. "I'm glad your okay Y/n." I sighed thankfully. "Me too." Richard gets distracted and starts fidgeting with the bouquet of flowers on my nightstand. "They're pretty aren't they. I don't know who sent them but I'm glad they did. The roses brighten the rooms mood. As much as a hospital room could be brightened." Richard picked up a small piece of paper within the roses. "I think we may have our rose culprit." He handed me the paper.

"Get well soon bug. -Bruce"

     I smiled at the small fragile piece of paper, because I knew Bruce meant it. "Richard there's one more thing I'd like to ask you." Richard, while still messing with the flowers, slightly looks up to listen to me. "Yes anything you need Ms. Y/n." "I'd like for you to ask Bruce, if it was okay if I came and visited him at his Gotham estate. I wanted to ask him about his plan on his new ownership of Wayne Enterprises. And also to consul him during his grief." Richard finally turned back to me and gave me his full attention. "Yes of course I would Ms. Y/n, but I'm afraid he already left Gotham a few days after you were hospitalized." Richard went back to fiddling with the flowers. "Do you know where he went? I could fly or drive wherever." Richard, CONTINUES TO MESS WITH THE ROSES. I scoff. "Richard, stop fucking with the flowers." I pick up the vase of roses and put it on the opposite nightstand. "Now where did Bruce go?" I said in a more stern tone. "I'm afraid no one knows. Not even Alfred." I put the newspaper next to the vase of roses.

         "I guess I'll find him myself."  I aggressively threw off my blanket. I then realized I was still in my painting clothes with no shoes or socks. I just assumed they would've put me in a hospital gown, but I guess even the 2nd Richest person in Gotham doesn't get special treatment. I ripped out the IV in my arm and pulse tracker on my hand. I quickly stood up (which was not a good idea) but as soon as I stood up, I sat back down again (not willingly). "Oh my, you should get more rest." Richard stood up moving the chair away from my path, while holding his hand out for me to grasp in case I fall. He decided not to stop me because he knows I would beat his ass if he tried. "Richard please pull the car upfront." Richard puts on his hat and headed towards the door. "Yes of course Ms. Y/n, right away." I realized that I still had all of the gifts to take home. "Oh also Richard, could you ask someone to send these to the Estate in Gotham please, I don't want to bother bringing them right now." Richard nodded as he rushed out the door to get the car ready. I quickly grabbed my phone off the beside table and rushed towards the door. I immediately grasped the door frame to stop me from falling again. I looked from left to right down the hall to see if there was any nurses or doctors to stop me from leaving and then bolted to the elevator. I booked it out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened to my floor. Richard already had the limousine doors open so I could hop in as soon as I got off the elevator. I jumped in and we sped off towards Gotham. "I think we should head to the Wayne Estate first, I have a feeling he'd leave something behind to reveal his whereabouts. Bruce has always been sloppy when covering up his mischief." Richard nodded while increasing the cars speed.

    We finally arrived at the mansion after what felt like hours, which it probably was, because it was now dark. I grabbed the large grey flashlight from the center console. "Richard, I'm gonna look around the outside grounds could you maybe go inside and talk to Alfred? Maybe he has some Intel on where Bruce might be." Richard nodded and grabbed a smaller black flashlight. "Yes Ms. Banks." We both hastily jumped out of the car. I decided to first head towards the Greenhouse. 

"Bruceee!!!!" I walked into the glass greenhouse cautiously, suddenly hyper aware of my surroundings. Some glass crunched under my feet. I bent down to examine the large shards to hopefully find where they originated.  I picked up one of the larger shards and put it in my coat pocket. "Bruce. Could you please come and talk, I know your probably distraught, but me, Alfred, and Richard are terribly worried. I miss you." Suddenly a large pile of wood next to the well rustled. "Bruce?" I walked toward the noise cautiously. I looked over the top of the well, peering down into the dark.

"SCREECHHH                                                    .....squeak..........squeak"

        Faint, but yet loud squeals arose from the well. Suddenly, a figure moved throughout the darkness of the pit. A bat flew out with outstanding speed. "OH MY GOD!" I fell backwards just in time for hundreds of bats to rapidly fly out of the well. The loud screeching quickly became unbearable that I had to cover my ears to suppress the noise. After what seemed like an eternity, the bats subsided and I was able to let go of my ears without being greeted by deafening screams of thousands of mammals.  When I finally regained my senses (mostly) I walked, again over to the well and peered over the edge with extreme caution. A rope I didn't notice before was tied to one of the supporting beams of the large greenhouse. The rope lead all the way down the well as far as the eye could see. I was curious to see where this mystery rope lead to. I mustered up all the courage left in my body after the bat incident (which was not a lot) to go into the mysterious hole. "Ok Y/n you can do this. Just breathe remember, your doing this for bruce not for yourself."